[Sweet-tongued and hard-hearted genius scientist is attacked by a clingy major who lacks emotions]
If someone asked Lu He, how much code and instructions are needed to train an AI model?
He will say: Sorry, I did not participate in any illegal subject studies.
But if you ask him, how many codes and instructions are needed to train a humanoid major that looks like AI?
He will roll his eyes and tell you:
It requires a full 2921 days of observation and companionship;
Requires at least 12 evenings of long conversations;
It takes two separations of life and death.
That year, the "catastrophe" came to the earth.
Under the pressure of life and death, talented young people who have been selected through many layers board the space station.
I hope that the path to salvation can be opened up by the light of reason.
However, all research has bypassed a forbidden area——
Artificial Intelligence.
No one actively or passively touches this area that is supposed to be a blue ocean.
So no one doubts,
What is causing all this?
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[An urban love story about mature men evenly matched]
[Surgery transfer to Doctors Without Borders was attacked by x, whose main job is captain and side job is bartender]
[The abstinent elite is attacked by the sultry prodigal]
On the plane from Shanghai to the capital, a passenger suddenly fell ill.
Fortunately there was a doctor among the passengers.
After the plane landed, Captain Zhou Yi went to the cabin to express his gratitude to the doctor in person. The moment he saw the doctor, he raised his eyebrows.
This doctor is his kind.
Later, Song Zhezhou, who was covered in dust, walked into a bar and found an acquaintance behind the bar.
Song Zhezhou: Can I still fly tomorrow after drinking?
Zhou Yi: Don't fly.
Song Zhezhou: Are you going to lose your job?
Zhou Yi mixed a glass of Negroni and pushed it in front of Song Zhezhou: I'm going to lose my virginity.
Intention: Down-to-earth, self-reliant and self-reliant.
